I walked in to the place and
They scan your index fingers.
That's right. I've been away from the gym long enough for Star Trek to have landed.
Oh, you were wondering how my trip to the gym went? Totally successful. Did what I set out to accomplish. When I'm ready I'll go back and, you know... exercise. I've even got appropriate exercise type socks in my car as we speak.
No, I do not think I'll be using the high heels that are also in my car. I plan to put some tennies and exercise clothes in there, too. I just can't find the right outfit.
Anyway, Tom just came back from a run. I feel worn out just thinking about it.
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I keep telling my husband that I will start working out once I have new shoes... an outfit to match... a pink yoga mat... oh oh and some pink weights. He isn't buying it - literally. haha... LOVED THIS POST TOO funny!! I may or may not have known anything about fingerprint ID's... I could say our gym in town doesn't do that BUT that would be a lie... I haven't been our gym in town. haha...I LOVE your comments on my blog and would love to respond back to you but your email is set up on your GFC as no-reply-blogger.
Leave your ID at home and show up with bandaids on each index finger. See what their backup plan is.
"After I cut myself chopping vegetables, I switched hands and cut myself even worse 'cause I'm not left handed. Do you want to scan these fingers instead?"
You know which fingers.
Hi there! I am now pressing my finger up against my computer screen so you can identify me. Did it work?
Im laughing at hank Greer... I love that idea ha ha ha.
Scanning your fingers? So weird, I'm thinking that type of gym is OK with a little big brother in the locker room too.
LOL.
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